Fragile Longing

Sofia’s cheeks became scarlet. “Oh god.”

“I think this might help you relax and get off. It’s worth a try, don’t you think?” The mere idea of controlling the dildo in Sofia’s pussy tightened my groin. I wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible, and if she couldn’t relax under my touch or her own touch, we needed to figure out new ways.

“Will you try it?” I murmured as I kissed her.

She nodded, but still looked vaguely horrified. I handed her the vibrator and a small bottle of lube. She stared at it, then pushed to her feet and hurried to the bathroom. I’d hoped she’d slide it into her pussy with me present, but I’d give her all the time she needed. I’d chosen the smallest vibrator I could find, unsure about Sofia’s level of comfort with penetration. She’d felt very tight at the party, but that had been mostly my fault.

After a couple of minutes, I called, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she called out. The door opened, and she stepped out. She was walking stiffly, and blood rushed to my cock when I realized it was because of the dildo in her pussy. With her nightgown covering her, I couldn’t see anything, but just imagining the device was enough to drive me insane.

She took a seat next to me, biting her lip.

“And?”

“It feels strange, but not in a bad way. A bit uncomfortable at first, but it’s getting better.”

I took the remote control and turned the clit stimulator on low. Sofia sucked in a sharp breath, her thighs twitching. “How do you like it?”

“It’s nice,” she breathed out, looking down into her lap.

I turned the vibrator on low as well, and the soft buzzing started. Fuck, if this wasn’t the sexiest thing I could imagine.

“Oh,” she whispered, pressing her thighs together. Her eyelids drooped as the device pleasured her.

My boxers became uncomfortably tight. I might come in my clothes like a teenager. A brief smile flickered across Sofia’s face when she saw my predicament, so I turned the clit stimulator higher, making her gasp.

I wanted nothing more than to take out my cock and tell Sofia to suck me off. She surprised me when she reached out and cupped me through my boxers. My cock twitched eagerly. “Sofia,” I groaned. “I’ll have to take my cock out and jack off if you don’t want to take care of it.”

It wasn’t a romantic thing to say, but screw it, I hadn’t been with a woman in more than six months. I was ready to explode.

A coy smile formed on Sofia’s lips. I turned her vibrator on medium.

Her hold on my cock tightened. “Show me,” she whispered.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I shoved my boxers down and curled my free hand around my cock, stroking myself and spreading my pre-cum over my tip. Sofia watched me almost eagerly.

Lust flared in Sofia’s gorgeous eyes as she reached for me. I pulled my hand back, allowing her to touch me. She started to rub me carefully, but soon her ministrations became more eager. Her eyelids drooped and her breathing became heavier. I upped the clit suction. Sofia’s head fell back, her mouth falling open, her thighs clamping together.

It took all of my self-control not to shoot my load right away, just knowing Sofia had a vibrator in her pussy and enjoyed it. I turned the vibration even higher, needing to see her get off. Sofia’s lips parted in a loud moan, her eyes fluttering shut. My fingers tightened on the remote. Desperate for her to come, I pushed the clit stimulator on high as well.

Sofia squeezed my cock hard in her fist, her eyes flying open, her thighs clenching together. She cried out hoarsely as she came. I couldn’t hold back anymore. With a shudder, I released all over her hand. She shook under the force of her own orgasm, milking me almost painfully, but I relished the thrilling pain.

“Too much,” she gasped, loosening her hold on my cock.

I lowered the stimulation to low. Sofia fell back on the bed, looking stunned and spent. I stretched out beside her, careful not to get cum on the covers. Bending over her face, I ran my thumb across her plump lower lip. It was red. She must have bitten down on it during her release. “You drive me completely crazy, Sofia.”

She grinned, then bit her lip and covered her face with her hands. A giggle burst from her lips. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

I tugged her hands down, amused by her mortification. “Don’t be embarrassed. Seeing you let loose was sexy.”

She cleared her throat. “I should remove the . . . toy,” she said and got up to disappear in the bathroom. I used the time to clean myself with a tissue. I needed to shower. I followed Sofia, who stood at the sink, washing the vibrator.